This is a song about "Jamie you are like my nigga"

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

Make you sound stupid like that nigga chief keef

You are the angel, you sit like a bolder on my shoulder,

Never will you survive if you ever rhyme for a poser

And nigga you ain't from the east coast, even if you are

A nigga thorough, she knew it before i bought her car

Spread heat like the shaq attack, nigga that's my punchline,

Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line

Our children must be taught, of africa

Meanwhile you can stroke my fuckin' belly nigga,

My words are like visions if you feeling me,

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city

Maybe it's the way the played it in my hearti knew one day i gotta be a star

And if you a real nigga dont need to lettem know/ you know who you are